“I am a product of misshapen expectations
Childhood dreams with boundless enthusiasm, deflected or displaced
What might have been had the beginning stayed the course
The reflection of my soul is clouded by the indulgences of my spirit
Childhood dreams with boundless enthusiasm, deflected or displaced
What might have been had the beginning stayed the course
The reflection of my soul is clouded by the indulgences of my spirit
I forge my convictions into the armor of my dignity”
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